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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.

THE BARGE

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Icy cold winds batter the sides the boat is trembling as the barge collides. It's our watery home we have known no other never settled on land never wanted to bother. Living is simple making a bob or two gliding on canals with our son as our crew. Fuel increases but we sail away our home on the water gets better each day. Transporting goods from place to place tons of room loads of space. We wouldn't change this way of living free of stress and so much giving. The barge is our sanctuary may she live on when buildings and land have eventually gone. Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.

THE BARGE.

Icy cold winds battering the sides the drone is trembling as the barge glides. Its our watery home we have known no other never settled on land never needed to bother. Living is simple making a bob or two gliding on canals with our son and you. Fuel increases but we sail away our home on the water better each day. Transporting goods from place to place tons of room loads of space. We wouldn't change this way of living free of stress and so much giving. The barge is our sanctuary may she live on when buildings and land have eventually gone.
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